Chapter 643: Blood stained Paris 21

"Who are you?"

The purple-haired man looked up and looked at his Doni with a look of vigilance, saying, "Pinot Noir is the most difficult grape variety in the world. Pinot Noir in Burgundy, France, has the highest status as the Cabernet Sauvignon in Bordeaux. In France, only Pinot Noir in Burgundy has the strength to compete with Cabernet Sauvignon in Bordeaux, one king and one back, one hard and one soft, and complement each other. Therefore, when Napoleon and Pinot Noir were combined together, it naturally aroused my infinite imagination. There was a wine history researcher named Ravar, who liked his words very much. He said: Pinot Noir in Zervere Chambert was very popular with its tight taste, rigorous structure, and its majestic momentum."

The purple-haired man smiled slightly and looked at Doni and said, "No wonder it became the cup of the greatest emperor in France. Is your honor in the name of Côte d'Order wine? Do you want to reinterpret the glory of the Napoleon dynasty back then?"

"Here are you here, let's be!"

"An, An, those people are already asleep." The purple-haired man turned the fishy red wine in his glass and sighed: "It's just a pity that the emperor of Napoleon finally became a cloud of smoke. A Waterway and a Virgoton smashed his dynasty. Do you know why?"

"Who are you and why are you here to find me?" Doni's shouting did not attract a bodyguard guarding the castle. However, at this time, Doni calmed down.

"Yes, this is the spirit that a noble should have. Besides, if I want to kill you, can you run away?" The purple-haired man chuckled, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"Do you know who I am?" Doni's face was cold, and the contempt of the purple-haired man for him stained his proud noble identity.

"Doniravi, the son of the head of the French Ravi family, Risselslavi, has a matriarchal lineage of the British noble family, and is loved by thousands of people. The noble bloodline on it is not only pure, but also noble, and it is difficult to be expensive to move the French steel warriors!" The purple-haired man looked at Donirvan with a smile.

"You, who are you?" Doni looked at the purple-haired man in a daze and said. Not only could the other party tell him his identity, but he even knew the incident of the Iron Warrior. That only means one thing. Thinking of this, Doni couldn't help but feel panic in his eyes.

"Ding Dong, Lord Doni is so smart, he thought it through all of a sudden." The purple-haired man smiled, "But there is one thing I can't figure out. Since Lord Doni is so smart, why do you still have to follow the old path of Napoleon? Don't you know how the Napoleon Dynasty perished?"

The purple-haired man poured red wine again, and he put one of them in front of Doni: "There are many women in this world, and there are many top-quality beauties. As long as we are good at discovering, discovering top-quality beauties is not a problem. Since it is not a problem, why did Your Excellency Doni insist on extending your hand to a woman who is already a master of a famous flower? Doni don't you know that when a man's possessiveness and strength are proportional, will it lead to a powerful enemy? Just like now." The purple-haired man pointed at Doni and said, "I can kill you easily."

"You, what do you want to do? If you touch me, do you know what the consequences will be?" Doni stepped back in fear.

"Oh, no, no, no, Lord Doni misunderstood what I mean. I'm just giving an example, just like Lord Doni said just now, I don't really want to go to war with the two big families behind you, so I'm here."

"But!" The purple-haired man looked at the pride that gradually appeared on Doni's face, and couldn't help but smile coldly, pointing his finger to Doni's forehead, "If you dare to hit my bottom line again, I will mercilessly smash all your pride, even if you go to war with your two families who ruled nearly one-tenth of France and Britain!"

"Napoleon's failure is because he stood on the mountain, and his heart also reached the mountain, and he could no longer look at everything with a normal attitude. Therefore, his close-knocking self-confidence is the reason why Napoleon ended too early. Excessive self-confidence will become arrogant. When a person starts to be arrogant, he will be not far from destruction. I think, Lord Doni must hope to live a hundred years and have a lot of children and grandchildren. Well, from now on, the rest of the matter will need to be considered by himself." A cruel murderous intent suddenly appeared on the face of the purple-haired man, " Stay away from her, because she is my woman!" After saying that, the curtains flashed again, and the figure of the purple-haired man just now was gone.

Doni gasped violently. Although there was a hint of fear in his eyes, it was more ferocious and ferocious. He was born in the two powerful nobles of France and Britain. He had never been treated so contempt and unreasonably. Although he didn't know who this person with a weird elephant, a weird aura, and everything was so weird, but his pride would never allow him to surrender, absolutely not allow him to surrender.

"In the future, I, Doni, will pay you twice the humiliation today. I swear, I swear to the Lord who is high and up again!" England, London.

Xiang Yufeng, who was standing in the London International Airport, looked at his watch and murmured: "It's nine o'clock, it should be the morning at this time, haha." Xiang Yufeng smiled with a little self-deprecatingly. Everything about the Olympics has been on track, as if something happened, and nothing big happened. Xiying and the others can handle all this well. They have been floating outside for the past few months and saying that it is for it, that would be a bit big. After all, they are not Yue Fei. For themselves and for the Blood Sect, it is more correct. If there were no blood training for nearly five months and the battle with tens of thousands of snow wolves on the Siberian Great Radical Snow, I'm afraid that the overall strength of the Blood Sect would definitely not be like this. Logically speaking, they can go home soon, but why are they a little resistant in their hearts? It is better to say that they are a little scared than resisting.

"Is this a sign of being timid in the countryside?" Xiang Yufeng shook his head with a wry smile, "Probably, I don't know if my mother's whip is ready, ready to hit him, an unfilial son who doesn't even go home for the New Year. I don't know why his cute sister, Xiang's baby princess, cried like last time, and Yi Yi hugged his neck with a slutty face. Don't know Ni'er, Tongtong, go, no matter how scared you are, you have to go back. That's home, the home he loves.
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